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cashruledolla - pain lyrics

[intro]
la, la la la la la
[?] n-gga
la, la la la la la
i got my bros in this motherf-cker with me
la, la la la la la

[verse]
i said feel my pain, i’m just tryna maintain
a lot of n-ggas in the game just did it all for the fame
i mean i love this sh-t like mitch but how the f-ck can i switch
them petty dollars turn these n-ggas from a man to a b-tch ?
still tryna get it, i swear, i’m havin’ blues like a crip
aim from a distance, my stephen curry hang out the clip (ha)
that’s a thirty ’cause these n-ggas play dirty
my momma need her oldest son, can’t let these f-ck n-ggas hurt me
fightin’ cases in that court, them crackers givin’ out jerseys
not to mention that they k!llin’, look what happen to meat
it’s all good lil’ bro, i got it covered like sheets
we was born with less than what we dream so we achieve in the streets (ha)
and milk the game like a carton
no wonder why the king had a dream like martin
lames milkin’ me too, prolly why they tryna bargain
i’m just tryna buy a coupe that you ain’t seen in the market (ha) we get fly just to fly that’s the way it go
i swear a n-gga hated traffic since the merry-go
’cause ion like n-ggas in my way
and i’m like candles on a cake ’cause i gotta blow
and if them hoes ain’t f-ckin’ then they gotta go
we kick ’em out with no pressure, n-gga, vamonos
straight to the chips, we gettin’ cheddar
my nana havin’ heart failure but it’s gettin’ better
we take this sh-t one day at a time, i’m on my grind
i looked at the clock and that sh-t said its my time
so i gotta blow, i gotta go, i gotta get it
n-gga playin’, we was tryna run it up, ayy, that’s that fitness

[outro]
la, la la la la la
yeah, yeah, [?] sh-t
la, la la la la la
get your motherf-ckin’ head just split
la, la la la la la
la, la la la la la
la, la la la la la
la, la la la la la
la, la la la la la
la, la la la la la

- cashruledolla lyrics

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